Winging it

I had a thought.
The thought drove me to the computer
and,
this happens all too much...
I can't remember what was all so important.

I dunno.

So I will go with random.

Chester's blood count is good. YaY!!
His weight sucks and that is NOT good.
I whined at them all summer because of his weight gain.
NOW they care?

Whatever, now we deal with this.

My sDaughter and a beloved friend are starting a blogJ
Jamie and Ali

I have a new grand puppy.
Jud will send photos when such are taken.
He is a golden lab, chester mom, austrailin mix.

His eye are blue and brown.

He is a love bucket.

Reg needed a friend and he chose, are you ready?
Captain Barbosa

Oh my lord....
Lord Reginald meets Captain Barbos and they like each other.
AWESOME

Will post pictures when supplied.

I told Doug we had a new grand baby and he inquirerd "What Species?"

My Beautiful Daughter

Nuff said.

Is she not the pretiest thing youve ever seen?

This is my child?

The things you do for your daughter...

I kinda knew that I'd have to wear a dress.
I knew she wanted black.

I thought... awesome, I will finally have a dress I can wear to funerals and the mormons won't scowl at me for wearing pants in their sacred zone.

Lord, this is NOT a funeral dress.

But it was important to the girl.
That made it important to me.

I've told her all along that her wedding was hers.  F*** what other people told her.  This is YOUR time to do what YOU want.  And she wanted this of me.  I was uncomfortable, but I complied.

I was shaking, truth to tell, this was so, NOT ME.  But in the sizing, I found a dress that I would wear.  It was a fluke. The gal brought a dress to figure out my size  and I liked it. 

I'll share the photo if Jess sends it.  It will be all in black, not in bumble bee yellow.

I am such a simple person, this is totally out of my league.

ahahaha I need to find shoes that Jamie (my sDaughter) would wear.  I can do that.


Totally crazy.
But I'd do anything for that girl.
She wrapped me around her heart the day she was born and has held me captive ever since.

Love the smiles

My Grandpuppy.  He makes me happy.

It's Official

I am the 'crazy cat lady'...

Oh I knew that it was bound to happen. It was gonna stick.  I laughed and eluded to the fact, but tonight, tonight, I had to embrace the reality.  A neighbor I don't know came to my door.  She'd been to the food bank and had gotten me cat food.

a) I did not know that you could get cat food at the food bank.
b) If I was donating cat food at the food bank it would be kibble, not fancy feast. 

I always worry when neighbors ask about the porch kitties as the hoa are such bears.

This was such a wonderful thing. It made me smile.  Someone cared enough to care about my porch kitties.

I always knew it was bound to happen, and that's okay.  I am the crazy cat lady and thanks to a loving neighbor, the porch kitties will have some very special delights.  They better not get used to it!!

Perhaps I should wait for thanksgiving or Halloween or some such holiday.

Struggling

I am taking a class that utilizes the plot wheel.
I am a pantser and I thought it would be good for me to stretch my legs.

Where I am struggling is that I have this GREAT character and no plot for the wheel.
Well, that's not true, I do have a plot...I'm just trying to refine it.

I am feeling confined.
I am having issues.

I still think that this is a good thing and will continue to work through it.

I think that the problem lies in my constructs and how that overlays the instructors constructs.

Trying to do something that is opposite of what I usually do - is bizaro world - but good.
I'm struggling, but that's okay.

Go Utes!!

I went in to get a body wave.
Had I been a couger fan I would have wondered as to their motive.
As it was, I came out with a perm.
F************

Not what I was intending, but it could have been worse.

Outcome of the game

At least the process was fun.  All but one was a Ute fan.  They were major gung ho Utes.  I got my face panted and everything.  It was crazy fun.

This is the second time I've described what it is I wanted. 
This is the second time I came away with not what I wanted.
This time. at least I don't look like Motzart.
But only by a little.

Damn it!!

It's kind of been one of those weeks.

Decent into winter

In The Game of Thrones, Winter is always coming.
Much like my mind set.

With the summer Solstice... it is:  "All down hill."

When Orion graces the early morning sky, (Dog walking time) I can no longer ignore that the seasons are  upon us.  The cold is coming.

Last week I turned on the heater in my car one day and needed the rear window defrost the next. Just to clear the mist mind you.

Oh, Lament!!
Big Sigh...

Damn Orion and his Winter sky anyway!!!

Jim Croce - I Got a Name (1973)

um... that too.

Names have power

You read about it in all the best fiction.  I did not understand it until today.

I had the opportunityt to love on a pit bull.  I love critters.  I asked permission to love on the pup and this is what happened.  While I was loving on him I looked him in the eye and told him that he was a pit bull. 

I know they get bad press, but a dog is the embodiment of his people.  Bad people produce bad dogs. Just say'n.

I had a moment and had to ask Julie about it. 

Names have power.  Pit Bull? English Bull? Sagittarius? 

How is it that you define yourself?
Names have power.  Big sigh.  This is something I need to explore.;

How do you delete someone?

I had to text a co worker on Friday and Scottys name appeared,

How do you delete someone?

He is done and gone,  How do I extinguish him?
Guess it will happen when I am ready.

Oh, push the other button... I get it.

Blogger has been stupid lately - um, well I was blaming blogger.  I couldn't get the thing to do paragraphs.  All it would produce was a blocky. blob of words.  So I kept is short and it worked. It seems that the HTML button was pushed and that caused the problem. 

I learn something new every day.

On to the blog post.

To me everything has life and a voice.  If it can't speak for itself I will provide the dialogue.  Perhaps this is a sign of being crazy.  If it is, my whole family is nuts and I do believe I've proved that point on more than one occasion.  Crazy is okay with me, it's what keeps me sane.

On my way home from work last night the tail lights on the car ahead of me came on and I about died laughing.  I swear it looked like the car was saying, "Oh, oh, oh.Too close. You're too close."

I can't find the exact rear of the car.  It was a Cooper.  The picture I found sort of has that feeling but on this one the eyes aka tail lights are too far apart.

 

 

 

I found this photo on this web page.  If y'all want me to take it down, let me know and I will.